Waiting for Love ((Waiting) Book 2) (25 page)

     I’m putting my favorite stiletto ankle boots on as J walks through the front door. I might as well enjoy them while I can. I won’t be wearing heels in another four or five months.

“Hey baby, are you all ready?” He leans over, giving me a quick peck on my lips.

“Yeah, I’m all set.” I put my favorite black leather jacket on with his assistance and we head on our way.

     As we exit the front of our brownstone, I look around for J’s truck, but I don’t see it anywhere.

“Couldn’t you find a spot?” I ask as I look up and down the curbside. “We can take my car if you want.” Jeff smiles at me steering me with a hand on my back, toward a brand new Ford Explorer. I look up at him feeling somewhat confused because he drives a Ford pickup truck, not this sports utility.

     “What do you think?” He asks as he gestures toward the new vehicle. I finally understand that he’s just purchased this and the realization hits me like a ton of bricks.

“Jeff, what’s going on? Why did you buy this? You have a truck that you love.”

“I had a truck until I traded it in toward this. With the baby coming, we’re going to need the bigger back seat and cargo room.” He explains and my stomach sinks to the floor.

“Jeff, I’m barely pregnant at this point. Don’t you think purchasing this was a bit hasty? I haven’t even made it through the first twelve weeks and that’s the time when I’m at the highest risk for a miscarriage.” As I glance at him, I see an expression of anger briefly pass over his face before he masks it.

“No, I don’t think this purchase is hasty. We’re going to need a new vehicle for the baby and I don’t think it’s a big deal to get it now instead of waiting a few more months. I got an end of the year model for thousands less than I would have paid for a new year's one. It was a great deal and it was too good to pass up. I honestly thought you’d be happy about this and it would be one less thing for you to worry about.” He clicks the key box to unlock the doors before opening mine like the gentleman he always is. His hands are on my hips as I climb up into my seat and his hand slowly caresses my ass before I sit down.
Pfft, did I just say he’s a gentleman?
I roll my eyes facing away so he can’t see me. I’m feeling annoyed with him and having him cop a feel isn’t really helping things. I look at him as he climbs into the driver’s side and sits behind the wheel.
He looks good sitting there, surrounded by all that smooth, black leather, I reluctantly admit to myself.

    “I’m sorry if it upsets you that I bought this today. I should’ve taken you with me and we could’ve picked something out together. Would you rather I got an Audi sports utility? I thought about it but it’s not really my style. I like this because it looks more manly like my truck did.” I blow out a large breath between my lips before I reply.

“I don’t need to help you pick out your vehicle. It’s your money and you can spend it however you want. I’m annoyed that you’re shoving this whole pregnancy thing in my face when I’m not even happy about it.” He opens his mouth to say something and I hold my hand up. “I’m not going to be good company tonight. I think you should go out by yourself. I’m gonna make a sandwich and go to bed.” I undo my seatbelt and open my door, but before I can get out, J’s hand is on my arm, stilling me.

“You can run from this all you want Shelby, but it’s not going to go away. Sooner or later you’ll have to deal with the fact that we’re going to be parents seven months from now.” He pauses and a look of horror crosses his face. “You don’t want to terminate the pregnancy do you?” He grips both of my arms with his large hands and looks into my eyes as if he’s apprehensive of what truths he might see there.

     “I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t have a fleeting moment when I first found out, where I considered it a valid option. But, now I don’t feel that way. I’m having mixed feelings about being a mother though and you’re making it worse for me.”

“How am I making it worse for you? I’m trying to be a standup guy by showing you that I’m happy we’re starting a family. I know it’s sooner than you wanted, but we both wanted kids at some point, anyway. The sooner you accept this, the better it will be. You can’t live in denial for the next seven months Shelby.” I pull away from his hold on me and step down to the ground. I flip him off as I shut the door and turn to walk back toward our building.
Mature of me, I know,
but he was pissing me off so bad
.
If my hormones are this bad already, I’m fearful of what they’ll be like, a few months from now.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Jeff

     Shelby’s been a mess since yesterday when she found out that she’s pregnant. I tried my best to comfort her and to show her I was happy about it. It seems like no matter what I say right now, it’s the wrong thing. We don’t usually argue like we did tonight. Well, it wasn’t really even an argument. Shelby isn’t acting like herself and I’m sure her hormones are causing a lot of this, but damn if I’m going to say that to her. She’ll bite my head off for sure.

    After she stormed off and left me alone in the new vehicle, I decided to go get some takeout for us. I figured it would give her a little cool down time and I know we don’t have a lot of selections in the fridge to choose from. I called Gio’s on the way there and ordered ahead so I could pick it up. It takes me fifteen minutes to get there and by the time I do, Maggie has my order bagged up and ready at the bar.

“Where’s that beautiful girl of yours?” Gio asks me as Maggie gives me a quick hug.

“She’s at home. We were going to come out to dinner, but she’s feeling a little under the weather.” I say as I count out the money for our order.

“Well, you give her a hug from me and bring her in here soon. It’s been too long since we got to see you guys.” Maggie says as I hand her the bills.

“I know; it has been a while. We’ve both been so busy with work we haven’t had much extra time left over. Maybe we can get in here next weekend.” I shake Gio’s hand and give Maggie a brief hug, before grabbing the food and heading out to my car.

     When I get home, I find Shelby laying on the couch watching DVR episodes of The Vampire Diaries. She loves that show, much to my chagrin. I’ve tried to watch it with her, but I just can’t get into it. It’s definitely geared toward women and teen girls. She barely looks up when I enter our apartment. She keeps her focus on the television as if it’s the most interesting thing she’s ever seen in her life. I carry the food into our kitchen and place it on the counter before I make my way to her. I kneel down next to the couch, by her head and lean forward to kiss her lips.

“I brought you dinner from Gio’s. I got lasagna and salad for you. Both Gio and Maggie were asking for you. I told them we’d try to come in there next weekend if possible. She looks up at me, her eyes like large luminous pools of milk chocolate and it reminds me of how thankful I am that I get to share my life with her. She looks so forlorn right now and so unlike her normal self, it’s making me concerned for her mental well-being. I know that people get postpartum depression but I wonder if I need to be concerned with her suffering from depression during her pregnancy? It’s definitely something I need to address with her doctor at her first appointment. I’m not taking any chances. It’s not only my girl that I have to worry about now. I can’t believe I’m going to be a father. My heart sings with joy at the thought. I know Shelby’s going to make a great mother. She can’t see it, but I can. She’s a natural caretaker even though she doesn’t realize it. She takes care of me and I take care of her. It doesn’t get much better than that. Being in love with my best friend is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. No one can make me as happy as she does and now that we’re going to have a child together it makes it even better. I’m feeling a strange sense of relief now that we’re having a baby. I like knowing we’ll be a part of each other’s lives always. I know we’re engaged, but we’re not married yet. Having a baby together solidifies our commitment to each other and she can’t just walk away from me. Not that I think she would, but with Garrett back in the picture, I will never say never.

     “What’s wrong baby doll,” I ask as I caress her cheek with the back of my hand. Her eyes fill with tears and she bites her bottom lip as if she’s trying to suppress them.

“I don’t want to fight with you. I love you so much but I’m having a really hard time with this whole situation. Can we leave it alone for the rest of the night and revisit it tomorrow?” I smile at her and rub my nose against hers.

“Of course, we can. Now how about dinner?” I suggest. She grips the front of my shirt and pulls me forward.

“How about dessert first?”
Damn.
My dick is instantly hard at her words as I rise from my knees. I bend down and scoop her up into my arms as if she weighs next to nothing and carry her into our bedroom, gently laying her down on our bed. Her large eyes look up at me so trustingly and it’s no surprise. She knows I’m ridiculously loyal to her and I would never do anything to damage that trust.

     I situate myself between her legs as I lower my mouth to lock with hers. Our kiss starts off sweet but it’s only seconds before we are swept away with intense passion. I’m trying to take things slow and show her how much I love her, but it’s difficult to think clearly at this moment. I want to slowly make love to her, not fuck her hard and fast. We do plenty of the latter and sometimes I think we need to slow the pace down and prolong it for as long as we can.

    She raises up, helping me to remove her shirt before she unclasps her bra. She pulls it off her arms and casts it aside, leaving her full breasts bare to for my eyes to appreciate. I pluck her nipples with my fingertips and lean down to take one of them in between my lips. I circle it with my tongue as I squeeze her other breast with my hand, before switching sides. I cup both of her pert breasts in my hands and think about coming all over her chest.

“I want my cock being squeezed between these gorgeous tits of yours. I’m going to slide it slowly back and forth until I explode. Then I plan to lick every bit of your pussy until you come screaming my name. After all, that I’ll make slow, sweet love to you and show you how much I love you.” By the time I’m done telling her what I’m going to do, she’s practically on the verge of an orgasm. I love dirty talking to her. It makes me hot and it’s such a turn on how I can just say whatever comes to mind and she’s not inhibited with me at all. 

     I undo the button on her pants and slide down the zipper, as slowly as I can. I’m teasing her and I know she likes it. I move back as I pull her pants, along with her panties down her legs and all the way off. I remove both of her socks and bite the arches on each of her feet. I know that this turns her on. Once she’s naked, I climb off the bed and strip off all of my clothes. My mouth gets dry as I study each inch of her phenomenal body. She’s exquisite and I love that she’s all mine. I climb back on the bed and move up until I’m straddling her rib cage. I rub my cock along her nipples before cupping each breast in my hands. I squeeze them together as I maneuver my cock between them. The pre-come oozing out of the tip is all the lubrication I need as I slowly slide back and forth. As I maneuver it forward, the tip is almost at her lips so I raise my hips toward her mouth and she licks it. I groan out loud from the pleasure.

“Don’t put your mouth on me, baby, I can’t take it right now.” I pick up the pace my hips are moving and she reaches between my legs to cup my balls.

“Oh, Fuck.”
I groan out. “Are you ready to wear my come all over your gorgeous tits?”

“Yes,” she pants. I can tell that watching me is making her so hot and ready for her turn. I thrust my hips two more times before I groan as my cock pulses and paints my release all over the smooth skin of her chest. I hold still as I catch my breath, before grabbing my tee shirt off the floor to wipe her clean. I move her legs apart and push Shelby’s knees to her chest.

“Now I’m going to make you scream my name.” I promise and she knows I’ll deliver on it. She tells me I have a very talented tongue and I guess I must be naturally gifted at oral because I’ve never gone down on anyone besides Shelby. I love knowing that my mouth has never been on another woman and her taste is the only one I’ll ever know.”

Chapter Twenty-six

Garrett

     It’s been a few months since Shelby and I had our interaction at the club. As painful as it has been for me, I’ve forced myself to cool off in my pursuit of her. I came to the realization that if she wants me, she knows where I am. This time, she needs to come to me. I’ve made it abundantly clear that I still love her. I can’t actively pursue her if she’s in love with Jeff and from where I’m standing it sure seems like she is. Although, judging from the passion that’s still between us, she still feels plenty for me.

    It was difficult spending another holiday season without her. I found myself lost in memories of the first and last Christmas we spent together. That was when we exchanged I love you’s for the first time. I remember at that moment thinking that nothing would ever keep us apart and yet here we are. Our relationship may not have lasted long, but that doesn’t diminish the intensity of the love we shared. I still love her and I know she still loves me. If she didn’t have feelings for me, she wouldn’t put so much effort into pushing me away. I have to remain patient and trust that somehow this will all work out and we’ll be together once again. I can picture us getting married and starting a family. They’d be beautiful little tow-headed babies just like their mother. I smile at the thought and send my wish out to the universe that someday it will all be a reality.